Tillsonburg District High School - Tatler Yearbook (Tillsonburg, Ontario Canada)

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UN TOUR DE PARIS Ce tour qui faisait partie de la Jamboree de la Paix avait lieu en France en dix- neuf cent quarante-sept. Le quinze aout a six heures du matin nous sommes partis de subcamp Savoie par autobus pour la gare Rosney. Ici nous avons pris un train, lequel avait un im- periale, pour Paris. Nous sommes arrives a la gare Saint-Lazare. Ici nous avons trouve un guide et nous sommes alles par Metro a la gare Etoile. Puis nous avons vu l'Arc de Triomphe ou on a ecrit les noms des generaux de Napoleon et ou se trouve la tombe du soldat inconnu. D'ici nous sommes alles a la Tour. Eiffel laquelle est tres haute. Nous n'avons pas pu monter la Tour Eiffel parce qu'il y avait tant et tant de gens. Puis nous sommes alles par le Metre de Trocaderoto a Porte de Versaille ou nous avons pris notre dejeuner. L'apres-midi nous sommes alles par le Metre de Trocadero a Porte ou au nord-est la rue Royale et la Made- leine, au sud le pont de la Concorde et la Chambre des Deputes, a l'est l'entree du Jardin des Tuileries et le Louvre et a l'ouest l'avenue des Champs-Elysees ter- mine par l'Arc de Triomphe. Nous sommes entres dans le Jardin des Tuileries, sommes venus fi Peglise St. Germain. Puis nous avons marche a la cathedrale de Notre Dame de Paris. Nous sommes entres dans la cathedrale et y restes pendant une heure. Apres cela nous avons pris un autobus et sommes alles a la gare St. Lazare. Ici nous avons manga un bon diner. Pour trente garcons il a coute cinq mille quatre cent soixante-cinq francs. Apres le diner nous avons achete des souvenirs et puis nous sommes rentres au camp apres un. Jour tres interessant. Ronald Prickett, XII. NOTRE LYCEE NOUVEAU On m'a dit que notre lycee est vieux et presque en ruines. Naturallement j'ai tache de defendre des insultes contre notre vieil ecole superieure mais a la longue j'ai du avouer que cet homme qui disait de choses si terribles au sujet de notre cher batiment, et qui n'avait, ainsi de dire, de respect ni pour lage ni pour l'habitude, j'ai du avouer que cet homme avait raison. Dans le numero du Tatler de l'annee dix-neuf cent trente-deux il y avait une THE TATLER ' tirade contre l'etat de l'interieur de notre lycee bien aime. Depuis dix-neuf cent trente-huit on en- tend parler du nouveau lycee que nous, les enfants de Tillsonburg, allions avoir a Vavenir, qui s'approchait vite. J'ai en- tendu ,tous les details au sujet de ce nouveau batiment merveilleux depuis que j'avais1 six ans au moins mais ce batiment - je ne l'ai pas encore vu. J'ai espere depuis j'ai commence a aller au lycee pouvoir passer au moins ma derniere annee de l'ecole superieure dans le nouveau batiment mais mes esperances sont tout 51 fait brisees. Je m'attends a mourir un vieillard sans meme voir ce monument merveilleux. Mais tiens! Il y a encore une esperance. Si je reste deux annees dans la cinquieme classe, il est possible que je puisse passer mon dernier trimestre dans ce nouveau lycee. Mais vaine esperance, je n'ai pas le temps de gaspiller en suivant le cours de la cinquieme classe deux fois, il me faut utiliser mieux mon temps. Il me faut finir de faire mes etudes et faire ma fortune. Pas consequent, je me desespere de Jamals aller au nouveau lycee merveilleux de Tillsonburg. Helas moi! Richard Rokeby, XII. UN VISITEUR DANS LA SALLE DE CLASSE Un jour il y a un mois quand il neigeait et soufllait nous avons eu un visiteur dans notre salle de classe. Ce visiteur n'est pas entre par la porte comme un visiteur ordinaire mais il est entre par la fenetre. Ce visiteur au lieu de porter des vetements d'etoffe portait des vetements de plumes. Ce visiteur etait un etourneau. Cet etourneau a vole autour de la salle et a perche au dessus de la porte. ljl y est reste tout attentivement pen- dant que Mademoiselle McIntosh nous a appris notre lecon d'anglais. Pendant toute la lecon il etait tran- quille comme s'il desirait apprendre l'ang- lais mais quand nous allions avoir notre lecon de Geometrie il s'est envole vite par la fenetre. ' Ah! Pour les ailes d'un etourneau! Bill Eichenberg, XII. 51

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HEADACHES IN GREEK Cyrus, a younger brother of Artaxerxes, King of Persia, in 401 B.C. was ambitious to depose his brother. He employed a Greek army of ten thousand which en- gaged the Persian King at Cunaxa near Babylon. The battle was a Greek victory, but Cyrus was killed and later Clearchus and the other Greek generals were treacherously slain. Xenophon, who was not even a professional soldier but a writer, was chosen as one of the generals to lead the retreat through unfamiliar enemy country to Trebizond on the Black Sea. This extract, taken from Xenophon's account of the March of the Ten Thousand, the Anabasis finds the Greeks beginning to retreat under Clearchus across the ir- rigation ditches of the Tigris-Euphrates valley. And they found ditches full of water which they were not able to cross. There- fore they made bridges out of the palm trees which were in that country. And in this work Clearchus had command over the soldiersg in his left hand he had a spear, and in his right a rod. And if any- one seemed to him to be slacking, he would strike the slacker. He himself worked along with them, going into the mud. The result was that all were ashamed not to share in his zeal. At first, the younger men were ordered up for this work. But when they saw Clearchus busy, the older men too joined in the work. And proceeding on their way, they came to towns in which there was much grain and date-palm wine. This was sweet to drink, but was the cause of headaches. There, for the first time, the soldiers ate the date-palm cab- bages. And most of them marvelled at both the appearance and the sweetness of it. But this was a great cause of head- aches. ' B. Leatherdale, XII. ..,.. I f Julius Caesar I had met In some forgotten year, His trusty sword held in his hand, His pen behind his ear, I should have said, Look here, my friend, Fight if you must indeed, But don't write books about yourself Which no one wants to read. Harvey Smith, XII. 50 A Quoi Bon Entendre A quoi bon entendre Les oiseaux des bois? L'oiseau le plus tendre Chante dans ta voix. Que Dieu montre ou roile Les astres des cieum! La plus pure etoile Brille dans tes yeux. Qu'avril renouvelle Le jardin en fleur! La fleur la plus belle Fleurit dans ton coeur. Cet oisear de flamme, Cet astre du jour, Cette fleur de l'dme S'appelle L'amour. -Victor Hugo OF WHAT USE TO HEAR Of what avail is it now to hear The birds in the woods as they rejoice? A sweeter sound, by far more clear, Is not the bird's but the song of your voice. What matters it now if the heavens be clear, If God should conceal the stars of the skies? The purest stars made by God, my dear, Are not in the heavens, but in your eyes. What care I now if April renews The grassy slopes, the flowery crest? A fairer flower, if I were to choose, Blooms not in the garden, but in your breast. More beautiful voice than the birds that sing, More brilliant eyes than the stars above, A purer soul than the flowers of spring,- All these and more compose my love. Translation: Leone Turner, XIII. to Latin Is Pun Answers 2. Si 7. Trux 12. Amat 3. Quid 8. Gladiator 13. Dux 4. Num 9. Agri-cola 14. Suus 5. Dum 10. Iubet 15. Dolor 6. Erro 11. Heri Answers to Mythology Quiz . Hector . Priam . Romulus 2 6 3. Menelaus 7 4 8 5 9 . Pan 10. Achilles . Hannibal 11. Nepos . Medusa 12. Cupid . Circe THE TATLER

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COMMERCIAL CLASS BACK: W. Rutledge, J. Pettman, M. Warren, R. Peacock. CENTRE: W. Walker, M. Gunstone, M. McGuire, M. Franklin, M. Buckingham, J. Hunter, E. Walsh. FRONT: M. Fardella, E. Carmanico. AWAY DOWN YONDER IN THE NEW ANNEX by Mary Fardella, Commercial Room That last little room way down yonder in the New Annex of Tillsonburg High has certainly had its share of attention after so much neglect last year. Why, that room has had more once-overs and curious stares than a new girl in town passing a group of T. D. H. S. chicks. We who so proudly occupy this room are old hands at this commercial stuff now and very amused at the students who come to visit us. For instance, let us take two typical students, say, from the top floor of our-ah well-, if you'll pardon the expression, rather antiquated school who come to visit us. As they near the end of the hall they stop. Ho! What is that peculiar noise emerging from behind the closed door? fThis is usually the typewritersll Then one of them, the braver one, cautiously turns the handle of the door and allows one eye to peep through a crack. Now I'm sure I've seen one eye of every student in the school at point blank range. After 52 much coaxing and persuading we manage to get our visitors to come in, and I wouldn't be surprised if one day one of their jaws falls open so far it just keeps right on going. The first thing to attract their attention seems to be the arrangement of the room. I guess Mr. Moore just likes to keep an eye on us, so his desk is at the back, making the room look backwards. Some even think it is upside down! The Commercial Room is very different from any other room in the school and it contains many interesting things. Every visitor always wants to examine the type- writers, which we possessively protect from their inexperienced fingers fahem!J and they're always amazed that we know how to use them. CWhat on earth do they think we've been doing for the last eight months?5 Our desks, which are very large, also cause much questioning. Now these desks are especially designed for Commercial students fthat's usb and they're slightly slanted on one side, and lowered on the other for the typewriters. Besides this they're roomy! After cramming my books THE TATLER